you are a wild seaside boy. drawn to the blue changing tides you grew up near. the salt in the air from the sea mixes in with your hair so that you always smell like the ocean. wild and strong and steady and adventurous. something she wanted to stay close to for the rest of her life. you took her into the ocean, around a rocky cliff-face that reached deep into the sea and stretched out 30 feet in the air. she held your hand and let her bare feet build up callouses against the hard rock. she knew there would be more adventures to come. you climbed to the top of the cliff with her. hand-in-hand, you looked out over the blue sea and the endless sky that stretched over your perfect seaside hometown.
like a glimpse into their future, they jumped. jumped without thinking of anything that could hurt them. they jumped with the recklessness of youth. they jumped knowing their lives could feel this way forever if they let it. they jumped and let the waves carry them to their dream life together. a life of waking up to the sun. of quiet morning coffees and road trips along breathtaking scenery and forgetting all the past hurt and making up little games just between the two of them and dancing in their kitchen in their tiny apartment where they would eventually start a family. a life full of love and living out of suitcases and chasing their dreams. a life of realizing that they were each others' dreams. the kind of dream that is better than anything you could imagine, like the perfect other half that you only fall more in love with as time goes by. the kind of dream that gives you that feeling of jumping off a 30 foot cliff into a deep blue sea. the kind of dream that makes you really feel alive.
